No good deed goes without consequence, and teaching one to fish, may not solve so many problems as it creates. — Katrisha half woke to a nudge at her shoulder. She murmured sleepily, wrapped her arms more tightly around a pillow, and nuzzled into it. Another nudge brought two blinks, and weary eyes turned up. A young woman stood over her bed, with her arms crossed. “Mother says breakfast is ready.” Katrisha got up without thinking anything of it. She grabbed her undergarments from where they were folded beside the bed. Those pulled on, she plucked up her robe, and only then noticed a blushing young woman was still standing there. Jenny turned, and walked out after an exchange of awkward glances.
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